Swimmer Among the Stars

January 9, 2017
In “Cultural Property,” one of the most intriguing and salient stories in Tharoor’s debut collection, a young Indian archeologist is waiting on a cold beach on the North Sea, having secretly uncovered a centuries-old sword of Anglo-Saxon iron. Having just called smugglers to bring the sword to a museum in Patna, India, he imagines the sword labeled there as an artifact of “Primitive Britain,” a thought that confirms for him that this act is far more than “revenge.” It’s these big themes—of history, war, invasion, and exploration—that Tharoor seeks to humanize. In the title story, an old, unnamed woman in an old, unnamed country is the “last speaker” of an old, unnamed language, and young academic ethnographers have arrived to record her, unintentionally raising all kinds of questions about the quest to capture what’s already been lost. In “Elephant at Sea,” a princess in Morocco requests an Indian elephant. But by the time one arrives, years later, the princess is studying abroad and everyone, including the elephant, is vexed by how one powerful person’s whim can create a mess no one knows how to fix. In “A United Nations of Space,” a future delegation of international ambassadors convenes in the cosmos to “rally the world around the memory of order.” Though the tendency to keep characters unnamed and their lives painted in broad strokes blends the stories together, Tharoor’s collection is imaginative and relevant.

Starred review from January 1, 2017
Tharoor's debut story collection ranges widely across geography, between centuries, among circumstances.In the first story, a woman, the last speaker of an unnamed language, is interviewed by a handful of anthropologists. "Please speak as it comes naturally to you," they tell her, so they can record the language before it dies out completely. She finds herself making up a story for them: a bride takes off on a rocket after realizing she'd always wanted to be an astronaut and never a bride. But because there is no word for "astronaut" in the woman's language, she constructs one herself, from suffixes that literally mean "swimmer among the stars." So language becomes both the setting and the means for exploration, for wonder. The idea echoes through the collection's other stories. In "Tale of the Teahouse," a small city prepares to be overtaken by Genghis Khan's army: men and women sip tea and munch pastries as they speculate on the habits and customs of the marauders. In "Elephant at Sea," an Indian diplomat assists in the laborious transportation of an elephant to Morocco, a gift for the Moroccan princess. Tharoor, who presented the popular BBC program Museum of Lost Objects, seems equally at home in the present and in the distant past. His debut work of fiction is a truly global collection: he skips as easily between continents as if he were jumping rope. Sometimes he specifies the time period and setting of a story; other times, you're left to wonder. Either way, he takes obvious delight in the playful, the gently absurd. His prose can be elegant, ironic, deadpan. Just as often, it is sweetly melancholic. Tharoor is clearly a monumental talent, and his debut is a pleasure, from the first page to the last.

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